Lyrical Breakdown of Triflin Hoes - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Triflin Hoes" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Durk weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Triflin Hoes" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Lil Durk employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Lil Durk's narrative.

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Fuck that bitch, ain't no respect for her That lil' bitch turn her back so quick, you ain't got no check for her I seen the type of nigga she fuck with, no respect for her Act like a dog, then I take her to a pet store I fuck her crazy, then I move on to the next whore I'll do you dirty, have you knockin' on your ex door You think you bougie, but you bougie for the internet Your pussy dookie, gotta spit on it just to get it wet She fucked on goofy, say she wish that she could take it back Told me how you hate the clout, now you chasing that I can treat you like a clown, bitch, you waiting on a purse I can really put you down, bitch, you waiting on the first She say why I ain't fuck her twice? I say I'm waiting on my Percs I can see your cousins now with they faces on your shirt Hold on, wait, ayy, bitch Hold on, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, ayy Hold on, wait, bitch, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, ayy Hold on, hold on, wait, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, ayy Hold on, wait, bitch, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, uh Told me how many niggas you fucked You tell me how many dicks you sucked, I'm like Yeah, freaky bitch said we should take a turn When the fuck I say I'm coming back? They never learn Smoke a hotel bathroom out, then let the water run Count a hundred thousand cash, damn near cut my thumb Bitch, you can't lie to me, you can't tell me Wook can't fuck, uh You was actin' so unsure, we was takin' turns, uh You know damn well I fucked your friends, bitch, you got the nerve, uh You was tryna catch us up when you got the word, uh Answered the phone when he was callin', damn, that made her nervous He ain't even know I was at her crib, I'm like damn, I'm dirty Call Wook phone when I left, I said her pussy murder Plus she stay next to the opps, I had to close the curtains Fuck that bitch, suck a rich nigga dick I ain't the only rich nigga, I can't never give you kiss Let you suck it with the ice, you gotta mix it with the spit You can be my ho' forever, I could never give you shit Hold on, wait, ayy, bitch Hold on, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, ayy Hold on, wait, bitch, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, ayy Hold on, hold on, wait, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, ayy Hold on, wait, bitch, hold on, hold on, wait, bitch, uh Yeah Fuck doin' all that neck for? On the real, you can get your dick sucked